When I first thought of starting a travel blog I did it because I felt like I needed a hobby. My day in and day out is pretty predictable and I just wanted something to help me unwind at the end of the day; something to look forward to. Reliving my travels helps me do that. I never thought of actually being nervous to put writing out there in the universe. Honestly, I have always thought of myself as a bogus writer. It is something I have always been self-conscious about, so when I hit publish on my first blog post a sense of panic came over me. Why am I even doing this, I wondered, everyone is going to hate this. Luckily the people around me were super supportive and into it. I have lost some followers which I strangely feel ashamed about. Did I annoy people that actually know me so much that they couldn’t handle and unfollowed? But then I snap out of it because in the end no one needs to listen or read or follow, this was all put together for me. It is mine and I try to make it what I want it to be. I am happy more and more people are joining the ride.
The reason I bring this point up for my first of a few posts about Iceland is that I don’t think I would be who I am without Iceland. I don’t think I would travel like I do without Iceland. Moonlit Wing would 100% never exist without Iceland. Iceland changed my way of thinking, of travel, of what I am capable of, of what I even thought about my friends. I feel like I found the essence of who I am on that trip and for that I will always be grateful. Let me backtrack, so you all can understand.
The first half of 2014 was a tough 6 months. Within a month of my 25th birthday I lost both my job and my boyfriend, and in that lost a trip I thought I was going on. We (he) had planned a trip for us to travel around Europe together, but obviously with no job or planner in my life that quickly dissolved into nothing. Luckily starting in the second half of the year everything looked up. I got a new and better job, surrounded myself with the people I liked more than a boyfriend, anyways, and thrived. About a month into my new job the only sadness truly left was that there was no European trip planned for me. Then it hit me, why am I waiting around for someone to take me when I can just take myself? With that I texted my sister who then texted my best friends form high school about the possibility of Iceland. Within another week we were booked.
I have traveled my whole life with my family, but Iceland was my first time planning a full trip or even buying a ticket on my own to Europe (yes embarrassingly enough). This was all my doing and it was liberating. I always knew I loved travel, but this trip made me realize how much I loved planning as well. It made me realize how independent I am, and how independent my friends are. I knew I had been keeping them around for 20+ years for a reason. To put it bluntly, Iceland changed my life.
Like my girl Kylie Jenner says—“Like, I feel like every year has a new energy, and I feel like this year  is really about, like, the year of just realizing stuff. And everyone around me, we’re all just, like, realizing things.” So insightful.
I will have an actual Iceland itinerary coming later this week. Stay tuned!